dust settled, Macavity strikes!

[metawidget]

I'm at my freshly almost-organized desk in Verdun... we're still weaving among boxes and unassembled or migratory furniture, but the place is starting to feel like home: here I can cook, sleep, work, eat, bathe... the works! It's big enough to give me a little elbow room, and generally bright and comfortable. It's also big enough that I don't know if Noisette has snuck off into the wilds of Verdun or is just hiding behind something: rottenfruit and I can't find her, but there's just a lot of hiding room in an 8½. I hope she gets hungry and either turns up at the door or comes out from whatever crevice she's in (or at least makes some noise so we can pull her out)...

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[swestrup]

I've been told you should always introduce a cat to a new home by first smearing her paws with butter. It gives her something to do to take her mind of the move, and gives her a good association (butter!) with her new home.